Post by Misere Alli on Mar 14, 2008 14:07:19 GMT -5
Full Name: Misere Melody Alli
Nickname(s): "Misery Guts"
DOB: April 18th 1990
Age: 17
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Looks
Hair: vibrant red almost pink, like the shade of red during a sun rise of a sunset. Her hair runs down to her shoulders, framing her face.
Eyes: black, as dark as onyx in the light.
Height/Weight: 5"9/between 65 and 70 Kg
Body Type: Lean
First Impression:
Misere is a friendly smiley girl, she's kind and considerate aswell as very talkative, its not in her nature to be cold and unkind to a stranger unless she has heard bad things about them from people she knows and even then she would try and get along with them. Misere has been known to act like a snob but she doesn't do it on purpose, its like a habit that won't die from when she was with her family. Depending on when people first meeting can depend on how she's acting, he could either be feeling very hyper, which is where she gets very in-your-face and bouncing off the walls or she can be very quiet and restrained, answering questions with only a one word answer. Due to her appearance, some have judged her to be a quite shy and hide-away person.
Personality
(8)Your Gonna Hear My Voice As I Shout It Out Loud, Its My Life(8)
Personality:
As well as whats been said above, Misere likes to basically not act her age unless she absolutely has to, she has her moments where she can be incrediably mature and serious and the next she's in a fit of giggles. Due to her upbringing she has some "Snobbish" qualities, he has a habit of looking down on people she either doesn't particularly like. When she puts her mind to it she can be quite polite otherwise when she's with her friends she'll just drop all of the formal niceites and kick back and relax.
Likes:
music
singing
poetry
make up
drawing
sitting in corners
cuddling teddy bears
taking photos
wearing make up
reading girly magazines
watching what she calls "weepy romances"
cuddling up with someone
Dragging people to dance with her
Likes to read
Dislikes:
restrictions yet she puts up with them; being treated like a child
having someone talk down to her
having to behave
being told she has to remove either her make up or nail varnish
being alone
Arguements
being dragged into arguements.
Strengths:
dedicated to her work and friends.
being the middle person, if two of her mates have an arguement, she'll be the first to go to both people and talk, trying to sort it out.
Giving others the confidence to be them.
Weaknesses:
has a poor taste in music(xD)
Character Flaws:
Believes the world revolves around her sometimes
Can be selfish and stuck up
Has an OCD when it comes to her make up, they have to be in the right colour colour.
Eccentricities:
has an obssesion with all things either anime or manga
can be found experimenting with different hair products
paints her nails in random order in very bright neon colours
Has been known to die her hair different colours at the same time.
Talents:
Can draw pretty well
as well as sing
Family
Parents;
Lucile Amour (37)
Armand Alli (44)
Siblings;
Other Relatives;
Grandfather - Luke Amour (80)
Grandmother - Desdemona Armagio(60)
Aunt - Jennifer Dupree (30)
Uncle - Damian Dupree(31)
Hometown: Paris
History:
"Well, what can i say, im the youngest in the family, we lived in a chateau in the southern country side of France, it was so peaceful, so quite. Our has was always filed with laughter which im sure the people living a far distance up the dirt path, we called a road, could hear. My father would take my sister and i to Paris for a weekend every other week, it was our treat. He would spend his money on what ever we asked for, you could say we we're quite spoilt, but i assure you. Thats not how i turned out.
Due to being the youngest, my sister always used to tease me, i remember one time in particular I was just sitting in a corner reading as i like to do, just being quiet when my sister came over, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders as she leaned over to take the book away from me, she stood there just ripping out pages and tossing them into the burning fire as i watched, as i sat there tears fell, my sister laughed and called me a "cry-baby", i wanted to get up and say something, but i didn't it would of been wrong of me, so from then on in i just stayed in my room. But all of that happened before her accident.
A couple days after my 14th birthday, my sister went out with her boyfriend, we all knew she was going to stay the night so we weren't very concerned when she didn't come home, we only started worrying after three days, we knew Anastazzia would of rung home to say she would be staying longer, but something to me didn't feel right, my parents phoned her boyfriends parents only to find out the worse news a parent could here. Annastazzia had been killed in a car crash, but no one had been able to name her burned body, hence why we hadn't been contacted.
As my parents delved deeper into the matter, they maneged to find out that they had been out drinking and her boyfriend had thought he was ok to drive, obviously not, he swerved into a lorry. Both were killed on site, they mentioned in the police report, which we maneged to get a copy off that witnesses said they could hear my sister screaming for her life. From that day one, i no longer had a picutre of my sister smiling and laughing in my head when ever i thought of her, no i know had a burning corpse screaming, it upset me and sometimes i would go for days before i would say a word to anyone, mother and father changed too. The were quieter slightly more distant towards me, or maybe that was how they were reacting to me being so distant, i don't know.
I attend Alacacia High school, a private school for girls and boys for most of my educational years, until well i was transferred here. The corridors were quiet there and everyone seemed polite to everyone in class, but i guess you could say when you were in class you didn't have to worry, outside of the classroom was another matter altogether. Im shorter than most guys i admit but i had my ways of avoiding the bigger guys, like walking by a teachers side without actually talking to them.
My life during those years were pretty uneventful, due to the fact i was what they would call a teachers pet, i like to work so i would just get one with what ever was put in front of me, and that worked paid off, i got mostly A*'s in my G.C.S.Es which i pride myself on. Recomendations from Alacacia to my parents were made that i was transferred here, to 'make the best of myself' as they said. "
Rp Sample
[from another site]
"Ma Mere, please stop fussing" Luke said playfully as he playfully batted his mothers hands from the lapels of his blazer and smoothed them down himself,smiling as he raised his glance up to his mother, her brown hair falling to settle down on her shoulders. His father by her side as he grinned. "Today is going to be a fine day" he said as he patted Luke on the shoulder. Slowly Luke turned his head to look down at the hand one his shoulder, this was one of few occasions where his father had actually show his pride in him. As Luke chuckled to himself and looked at the door behind them. If only Anastazzia had been here to see me Luke thought sadly as he turned and looked at the door they had entered in and imagined her bouncing in her way through the door and into their company.
Luke sighed as he brushed down his crisp white nuts and tucked his tie back under where he had buttoned his blazer, his black/brown hair was combed back so his blue eyes could gaze into whom ever he was speaking to. He knocked gently on the door and looked down one last time to see his face looking back up at him from his shoes. Wiping away a single tear before sniffing slightly, his mind focusing in on what he had to accomplish today and make her proud of him. Hoping for one day he would be able have the picutre of her smiling back in his head one day, one day soon he wished.
"Come in"
He heard as he took in another deep breath before he opened the door carefully and walked in, as the light from the windows hit his skin, he looked almost white, his pale beige skin was that way due to the lack of exposure to the sun as his sister would say, he couldn't stand being in the sun light, Luke bit his lip as he made his way to sit down, looking at his interviewers in turn, smiling softly as he felt his confidence grow slightly.
"Good Morning, Mr. Amour, is it?
Luke nodded politely and leaned forward slightly so he could hear, his black fringe drooped forward nearly covering his eyes, he frowned in annoyance and pushed it away then smiled again.
Mr Amour, Why should we accept you to Devonshire Academy for Boys?
Luke knew they were going to ask him that question and looked down at his lap for a moment before he looked back up with a slight grin. "Because Madame et Monsieur, i come with a good record from my previous school, im well mannered and as my old teachers have said i like to work, my exam results show you this, but i don't want to brag and bore you by making myself seem like im a complete show off because im not. All that i ask is that you consider to allow me to come here, if not then thats ok with me." Luke smiled confidently as he hoped his speech slightly one them over to him.
Nickname(s): "Misery Guts"
DOB: April 18th 1990
Age: 17
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Looks
Hair: vibrant red almost pink, like the shade of red during a sun rise of a sunset. Her hair runs down to her shoulders, framing her face.
Eyes: black, as dark as onyx in the light.
Height/Weight: 5"9/between 65 and 70 Kg
Body Type: Lean
First Impression:
Misere is a friendly smiley girl, she's kind and considerate aswell as very talkative, its not in her nature to be cold and unkind to a stranger unless she has heard bad things about them from people she knows and even then she would try and get along with them. Misere has been known to act like a snob but she doesn't do it on purpose, its like a habit that won't die from when she was with her family. Depending on when people first meeting can depend on how she's acting, he could either be feeling very hyper, which is where she gets very in-your-face and bouncing off the walls or she can be very quiet and restrained, answering questions with only a one word answer. Due to her appearance, some have judged her to be a quite shy and hide-away person.
Personality
(8)Your Gonna Hear My Voice As I Shout It Out Loud, Its My Life(8)
Personality:
As well as whats been said above, Misere likes to basically not act her age unless she absolutely has to, she has her moments where she can be incrediably mature and serious and the next she's in a fit of giggles. Due to her upbringing she has some "Snobbish" qualities, he has a habit of looking down on people she either doesn't particularly like. When she puts her mind to it she can be quite polite otherwise when she's with her friends she'll just drop all of the formal niceites and kick back and relax.
Likes:
music
singing
poetry
make up
drawing
sitting in corners
cuddling teddy bears
taking photos
wearing make up
reading girly magazines
watching what she calls "weepy romances"
cuddling up with someone
Dragging people to dance with her
Likes to read
Dislikes:
restrictions yet she puts up with them; being treated like a child
having someone talk down to her
having to behave
being told she has to remove either her make up or nail varnish
being alone
Arguements
being dragged into arguements.
Strengths:
dedicated to her work and friends.
being the middle person, if two of her mates have an arguement, she'll be the first to go to both people and talk, trying to sort it out.
Giving others the confidence to be them.
Weaknesses:
has a poor taste in music(xD)
Character Flaws:
Believes the world revolves around her sometimes
Can be selfish and stuck up
Has an OCD when it comes to her make up, they have to be in the right colour colour.
Eccentricities:
has an obssesion with all things either anime or manga
can be found experimenting with different hair products
paints her nails in random order in very bright neon colours
Has been known to die her hair different colours at the same time.
Talents:
Can draw pretty well
as well as sing
Family
Parents;
Lucile Amour (37)
Armand Alli (44)
Siblings;
Other Relatives;
Grandfather - Luke Amour (80)
Grandmother - Desdemona Armagio(60)
Aunt - Jennifer Dupree (30)
Uncle - Damian Dupree(31)
Hometown: Paris
History:
"Well, what can i say, im the youngest in the family, we lived in a chateau in the southern country side of France, it was so peaceful, so quite. Our has was always filed with laughter which im sure the people living a far distance up the dirt path, we called a road, could hear. My father would take my sister and i to Paris for a weekend every other week, it was our treat. He would spend his money on what ever we asked for, you could say we we're quite spoilt, but i assure you. Thats not how i turned out.
Due to being the youngest, my sister always used to tease me, i remember one time in particular I was just sitting in a corner reading as i like to do, just being quiet when my sister came over, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders as she leaned over to take the book away from me, she stood there just ripping out pages and tossing them into the burning fire as i watched, as i sat there tears fell, my sister laughed and called me a "cry-baby", i wanted to get up and say something, but i didn't it would of been wrong of me, so from then on in i just stayed in my room. But all of that happened before her accident.
A couple days after my 14th birthday, my sister went out with her boyfriend, we all knew she was going to stay the night so we weren't very concerned when she didn't come home, we only started worrying after three days, we knew Anastazzia would of rung home to say she would be staying longer, but something to me didn't feel right, my parents phoned her boyfriends parents only to find out the worse news a parent could here. Annastazzia had been killed in a car crash, but no one had been able to name her burned body, hence why we hadn't been contacted.
As my parents delved deeper into the matter, they maneged to find out that they had been out drinking and her boyfriend had thought he was ok to drive, obviously not, he swerved into a lorry. Both were killed on site, they mentioned in the police report, which we maneged to get a copy off that witnesses said they could hear my sister screaming for her life. From that day one, i no longer had a picutre of my sister smiling and laughing in my head when ever i thought of her, no i know had a burning corpse screaming, it upset me and sometimes i would go for days before i would say a word to anyone, mother and father changed too. The were quieter slightly more distant towards me, or maybe that was how they were reacting to me being so distant, i don't know.
I attend Alacacia High school, a private school for girls and boys for most of my educational years, until well i was transferred here. The corridors were quiet there and everyone seemed polite to everyone in class, but i guess you could say when you were in class you didn't have to worry, outside of the classroom was another matter altogether. Im shorter than most guys i admit but i had my ways of avoiding the bigger guys, like walking by a teachers side without actually talking to them.
My life during those years were pretty uneventful, due to the fact i was what they would call a teachers pet, i like to work so i would just get one with what ever was put in front of me, and that worked paid off, i got mostly A*'s in my G.C.S.Es which i pride myself on. Recomendations from Alacacia to my parents were made that i was transferred here, to 'make the best of myself' as they said. "
Rp Sample
[from another site]
"Ma Mere, please stop fussing" Luke said playfully as he playfully batted his mothers hands from the lapels of his blazer and smoothed them down himself,smiling as he raised his glance up to his mother, her brown hair falling to settle down on her shoulders. His father by her side as he grinned. "Today is going to be a fine day" he said as he patted Luke on the shoulder. Slowly Luke turned his head to look down at the hand one his shoulder, this was one of few occasions where his father had actually show his pride in him. As Luke chuckled to himself and looked at the door behind them. If only Anastazzia had been here to see me Luke thought sadly as he turned and looked at the door they had entered in and imagined her bouncing in her way through the door and into their company.
Luke sighed as he brushed down his crisp white nuts and tucked his tie back under where he had buttoned his blazer, his black/brown hair was combed back so his blue eyes could gaze into whom ever he was speaking to. He knocked gently on the door and looked down one last time to see his face looking back up at him from his shoes. Wiping away a single tear before sniffing slightly, his mind focusing in on what he had to accomplish today and make her proud of him. Hoping for one day he would be able have the picutre of her smiling back in his head one day, one day soon he wished.
"Come in"
He heard as he took in another deep breath before he opened the door carefully and walked in, as the light from the windows hit his skin, he looked almost white, his pale beige skin was that way due to the lack of exposure to the sun as his sister would say, he couldn't stand being in the sun light, Luke bit his lip as he made his way to sit down, looking at his interviewers in turn, smiling softly as he felt his confidence grow slightly.
"Good Morning, Mr. Amour, is it?
Luke nodded politely and leaned forward slightly so he could hear, his black fringe drooped forward nearly covering his eyes, he frowned in annoyance and pushed it away then smiled again.
Mr Amour, Why should we accept you to Devonshire Academy for Boys?
Luke knew they were going to ask him that question and looked down at his lap for a moment before he looked back up with a slight grin. "Because Madame et Monsieur, i come with a good record from my previous school, im well mannered and as my old teachers have said i like to work, my exam results show you this, but i don't want to brag and bore you by making myself seem like im a complete show off because im not. All that i ask is that you consider to allow me to come here, if not then thats ok with me." Luke smiled confidently as he hoped his speech slightly one them over to him.